CHAPTER 122 : ALEXANDER'S PERSONAL PUNISHMENT
Bryson blinked once like someone returning from another dimension. "Nothing."
"You look disturbed." She seemed genuinely worried.
"I'm perfectly fine." Bryson took another sip of his glittery green apple welcome drink.
"You walked into a plant." Beatrice literally pointed.
Bryson looked behind him. Indeed. There was a plant.
"You stepped on my shoe," Valeria snapped nearby, audible only to this group.
Valeria wore a stunning olive green gown that wrapped around her figure elegantly while subtle floral beadwork decorated the waistline. Her dark hair remained tied into a sleek ponytail tonight, making her sharp features stand out even more.
Unfortunately for her Evander had spent the last one minute annoying her deliberately.
"You walked into me." Evander shrugged.
"You literally changed direction." Valeria was on the verge of increasing her voice.
"You have poor spatial awareness." Evander continued mocking.
